The major guild alliances had built a large number of strongholds on Planet Milton, but they all had a main base in name. Generally, it was the first stronghold to be built, and the rules were the same as other bases. It did not have any special meaning, but to the players, it was a symbol, similar to the existence of a main city.
Dragon Hill was a hilly area surrounding the Yan Huang Alliance's main base. It was vast and originally had no name, but the Yan Huang Alliance named it after occupying it.
On the day of the war, hundreds and thousands of battlefields of various sizes appeared on Planet Milton. They were basically conflict zones between strongholds, and the most eye-catching one was Dragon Hill. The reason was that the guild alliances on the Anti- Black Star front had placed their main forces there, intending to take advantage of the encirclement to destroy the Yan Huang Alliance's main base on the first day of the war. The Yan Huang Alliance did not show any weakness. They also placed their main forces there and were fully prepared to fight a tough battle.
At this moment, close to ten million players from both factions were gathered at Dragon Hill, rubbing their fists and rubbing their palms, ready to take action. The large scale military formation turned the hills into a colorful sea. The player troops were constantly adjusting their positions, and the scene was like rolling waves. It was a daunting sight.
The chaotic colors came from the troops on the Anti- Black Star front, and the equipment on them was different. The Yan Huang Alliance's troops wore army standard mechanical suits, which were black and silver. They were very neat, and their appearance was the difference between a mixed army and a regular army.
The forces of the Galactic Business Alliance and other guilds were arranged in the east, south, and northwest, ready to attack from three sides. The Yan Huang Alliance's troops were in a circular formation, surrounding and protecting the main base. There was a wide buffer zone between the two armies, like the boundary between the Chu River and the Han River.
In the combat monitoring room of the main base, the three-dimensional satellite map of the battlefield was suspended in the middle of the room.
Morning Snow Twilight Frost, who was the chief commander of the battle, stared at the map, constantly issuing orders. The dozen or so strategists around him occasionally gave suggestions, and the group of assistants next to him were responsible for passing the orders to the subordinate commanders.
The scale of the battlefield was huge, and large army battles were definitely the main means of combat. Rushing up in a wave would definitely be a suicide mission, so the command system was especially important.
In order to prevent electromagnetic interference, virtual interference, and other factors from causing the frontline troops to be unable to receive orders, both sides unanimously chose the chat channel on the panel as the channel to issue orders and maintain communication.
The chief commander planned the overall situation and was responsible for analyzing the situation with the Military Advisor Group. The orders were sent point to point by the heralds in the command room. The higher level commanders would adjust the specific tactics according to the instructions and the situation at the front line and send them to the middle level commanders under their command. The Intermediate Commander relayed the orders to the Basic Squad Leader under him through the team channel. Finally, the Basic Squad Leader at the front line directly shouted in the team channel and led the members to carry out the tactical orders.
The command system was divided into different levels. There were more than 100,000 commanders on both sides, and the majority of them were the bottom-level captains.
This set of procedures seemed cumbersome, but because the chat channel was not restricted by distance and everyone had their own duties, the whole process was completed very quickly.
If all the troops were to be treated as a body, then the commander and the higher-ups would be the brain, responsible for giving orders, while the middle-level and basic-level commanders would be the neural network, responsible for making the body move according to the instructions of the brain. Such a neural network was quite sensitive, and it gave the 'body' a remarkable 'reflexes'.
"… The arrangements are basically done. How much time do we have before the battle starts?"
Chao Xue Twilight Frost issued a series of orders and watched as his troops began to adjust their positions on the real-time map. He sighed softly and turned to look at Jade Green Sky, who was the Military Advisor Group.
"Six minutes and eleven seconds."
"It's about time. Inform all troops to preheat their weapons. Raise your shields at the base and at the front line. In three minutes, let the Mages of the Enchantment School cast their buffs. Those who have hormones and strengthening potions, take them."
The order was quickly issued. A thick light blue energy shield rose around them and enveloped the main base.
The Mages who specialized in defense at the front line quickly began to cast shields and buff spells on the surrounding troops. The Martial Artists who were responsible for charging at the front line also began to inject hormones and take potions. These buffs had a time limit, and they could only maximize the benefits by holding back the start of the battle.
The people on the Anti- Black Star front did the same. For a moment, both sides were filled with colorful lights, as if they were competing in setting off fireworks.
The last three minutes felt like years. All the players present were excited and nervous. They held their breaths, and the silent battlefield was filled with a somber atmosphere.
The number of seconds increased bit by bit, and when it reached the peak, it suddenly returned to zero.
"Go!"
At this moment, the ground suddenly shook!
The battlefield that was quiet not long ago was instantly filled with shouts and screams, and the battle erupted!
The two motionless seas suddenly transformed into roaring tsunamis, rumbling as they swept out, covering the mountains and plains as far as the eye could see. Their imposing manner was magnificent, and they pressed forward courageously!
In an instant, dense energy beams formed a crisscrossing net of light in the buffer zone. Batches of players collapsed on the path of charging, enduring the long-range attacks of the enemy. The black and the mottled torrents quickly approached and collided!
Boom boom boom boom!
A series of explosions left cracks and deep craters on the ground. The Dragon Hill was instantly shattered into pieces.
The vanguard troops of both sides fell like wheat being cut. In the blink of an eye, countless mechanical soldiers, Pugilists, and melee Esper players died on the spot. It was extremely tragic!
This was not a stage for individuals. No matter how strong a player was, as long as they were separated from the main force, they would basically be insta-killed. There was no room for maneuvering, and the only choice was to stick to their roles and stick together.
"Area C5 and D2, quickly eliminate the Psychic troops! Their AoE attacks are too strong, and their shields are almost at the warning line! "
"Defense School Mages, repeatedly cast Arcane Protection and Resistance on the Pugilists. Fire Mages, Poison Mages, and Lightning Mages, throw fireworks at them! Ground Mages, set up traps. Don't blindly follow the attacks. Summoners, quickly pull the pets … Where are the Mages in Area B2? We missed them, quickly control them! "
"Area A1, A4, B2, B6, C1, and D1 Mechanics, quickly dismantle the traps. Area D9's turrets are damaged, quickly go and fix them. Army Style and Mechanical Pugilists, continue to charge. Cannon Mages, don't stop attacking. Focus on the Psychics and Mages. Virtual Branch Mechanics, deal with the enemy's cannon ships. Armed and Energy Branch Mechanics, use the heavy weapons. Continue to bombard the enemy's Pugilists! "
"Psychics, focus on insta-killing the enemy's Mechanics. Save your mana … Holy sh * t, nice! A bunch of enemies are dying! "
"Those who are not melee Espers, don't charge. Just stay behind and attack. After you burn your mana bar, retreat and replenish your mana … I f * cking said, don't charge. Being cannon fodder is the job of Pugilists! Are you trying to steal MP? "
"Pugilists in Area C2, slow down! If you revive, go back and hold the line. What are you waiting for? "
The battle instantly reached its climax. The chat channel was filled with passion, and the commanders of all levels were shouting until their necks were red.
The players of the five classes had their own roles. Psychics were responsible for AOE and applying mental debuffs, Espers were responsible for different intelligence based on their own abilities, and Mages were responsible for buffing, melee, ranged, and so on according to the school they majored in.
The most miserable ones were the Pugilists. They could only charge at the front and be cannon fodder, using their bodies to hold the line. As the saying went, "Every dog has its day." The stronger the Pugilists were in the early stages, the weaker they were now.
After all, the Pugilists were a civilian class. The advantage was that they were easy to learn, and they were not bad in one-on-one battles.
However, on such a large battlefield, everyone wanted to kill the Pugilists. They all wanted to clear out the resurrection count of the Pugilists so that the enemy would lose their line of defense. In such a situation, the death rate of the Pugilists was much higher than the other four classes. Even the "cool" facade was useless. It was simply a competition to see whose death was more flashy.
Moreover, the Pugilists did not have any side jobs. Even if they were to carry bricks, no one would want them. The efficiency was even worse than the various kinds of construction machinery.
At this moment, the thoughts that appeared in the minds of the Pugilists were shockingly similar.
Damn it, how can this class be played?!
However, the Mechanics, who were weak in the early stages, shone brightly in the battle. They were known as the busiest class on the battlefield. They were able to hold the line, deal damage, kill at a single point, kill at a single point, kill at a single point, and kill at a single point.
Because of the strategic importance of the Mechanics, the Yan Huang Alliance had an advantage. Because of the faction benefits, the most elite Mechanics in the player group were in the Black Star Corps. They were basically all members of the Yan Huang Alliance.
The troops of the two sides fought in three directions. The black and the motley army intersected, killing each other endlessly. As the battle went on, the situation gradually changed. The Yan Huang Alliance had a slight advantage and was gradually expanding their advantage.
The high-end professional players all had the treatment of the club's resources, so the difference was not too obvious. However, in terms of the overall strength of the players, the Yan Huang Alliance had pulled away from the Anti- Black Star battlefront.
The Black Star Corps had long unified the Chinese players, saving the players from wasting resources by constantly changing factions. Furthermore, they would also give out faction benefits from time to time. Their development was more planned, completely surpassing the "wild" players who mixed in with different factions in the previous three versions.
After three to four versions, the Yan Huang Alliance's players as a whole were clearly better in terms of skills and equipment.
Furthermore, Han Xiao's fake Main Storyline ending in advance gave the army players an extra sum of money and experience. One or two people would not be able to see much, but in a battlefield like this where there were tens of millions of players, many little drops made a mickle, and their advantage increased.
"The death count is out!"
In the command room of the main base, Morning Snow Twilight Frost, who was giving orders, received the statistics from the artificial intelligence, and his eyes instantly lit up.
"The enemy's average death count is 0.742, and our side's is 0.631. Beautiful!"
All the strategists present were overjoyed.
The meaning of this data was the average death count of a single player. Although the difference was only 0.111, in a battlefield like this where there were tens of millions of players, it was equivalent to 500,000 deaths less than the enemy!
"We can only revive ten times in six days, and if we use it up early, we'll be out. Today is the first day of the war, and the enemy's bottom line is estimated to be between 1.8 and 2.2. Their vanguard's death count is even higher than the overall average, reaching 1.2. They won't be able to hold on much longer!"
Morning Snow Twilight Frost narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice,
"Throw in fifty Formation Breaker, listen to my orders and charge!"
Because they were not fighting NPCs, both sides did not engage in large-scale suicide attacks. Everyone could revive multiple times, and if they were not used well, they might suffer a loss.
The Yan Huang Alliance had accumulated a large number of Evolution Badges when they were preparing for war. Fifty Formation Breaker amounted to a total of 40,000 people, which was equivalent to an average death count of 0.01. Now that they had a huge advantage, they had the capital to charge. Not to kill the enemy, but to use the high tankiness and high melee bonuses of the Aberrations to cut up the enemy's vanguard, allowing the DPS at the back to focus fire on them and disrupt the enemy's formation.
The order was passed down, and a special force charged into the frontlines under the protection of the left and right sides. With a flash of light, their bodies expanded, turning into Aberrations one after another, ferociously charging into the enemy's formation. Like a hot knife cutting through butter, they were unstoppable!
Forty thousand monsters buffed with defense and buffs rampaged through the enemy's ranks, instantly splitting up areas. Groups of enemy Pugilists were isolated, and were killed or crippled by the DPS the Yan Huang Alliance tossed over, dying on the spot.
The violence of the Evolution Badges had long been recognized by all players. With forty thousand Aberrations charging together, the command of the Anti- Black Star front was disrupted for a moment.
It took them quite some time to kill these Aberrations, and the chaos they caused directly increased the average number of deaths on the anti-Black Star battlefront by 0.018. Around 100,000 lives were lost, and the gap was further widened. This was especially so for the Pugilists.
"If this continues, we can win!"
The morale of the Yan Huang Alliance players at the frontlines was greatly boosted, while the morale of the Galactic Business Alliance players was significantly lower.
It was not so easy to turn the tables in a battle between large armies. As long as they had the upper hand, the situation would snowball.
With the decline in morale and the rise in morale, the situation continued to develop in the Yan Huang Alliance's favor.
…
Just as the battle of Dragon Hill was in full swing, Han Xiao, who was far away in the Black Star Palace, was holding popcorn and a can of Coca-Cola, excitedly watching Pork Bun's broadcast on the forums.
However, his focus was not on the battle situation …
"Wonderful, I used forty thousand Evolution Badges in one wave, and the subsequent recharges will bring me another sum of money. I can use it a few more times."
"Haha, another hundred mechanical troops were destroyed, and the repair fees are in hand."
Han Xiao was jubilant, not feeling sorry for the Yan Huang Alliance's losses at all. He even wanted to laugh out loud.
In his eyes, every wave of resources lost by the Yan Huang Alliance represented a new achievement. If it were not for the fact that faction benefits could not be given out randomly, he even wanted to sell the weapons to the Anti- Black Star Guild Alliance.
"War is still the most profitable!"
Han Xiao grinned.
At this moment, he felt like a lousy producer, using all sorts of tricks to get resources from the players.
Only by emptying the hard-earned assets of the players would they have the motivation to continue creating value.
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